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Archibald Brown ruled his household with an iron fist. In July 1943 his son, Eric had had enough. He modified a Hawkins mine from the barracks where he was based and hid it under the seat of his father's seat on his bath chair. And watched as his nurse wheeled him off for his walk in the fresh air.
Archibald Brown ruled his household with an iron fist. In July 1943 his son, Eric had had enough. He modified a Hawkins mine from the barracks where he was based and hid it under the seat of his father's seat on his bath chair. And watched as his nurse wheeled him off for his walk in the fresh air.